Mafia Love Novels & Stories

I was trapped, and yet there was something intoxicating about being this close to him. Then Elijah turned his piercing gaze on me. My knees weakened under the intensity of his eyes. He took my hand and whispered, his voice low and almost velvet in its danger, “My dear Liam, from the first day I saw your mesmerizing eyes, I knew you were the one for me. I was captivated. Today, you are not going to run away. Don’t even think about escaping because it won’t work. I have risked everything for you. Our mafia does not support gender-to-gender marriage. Any violation, and one of us would die. I defied the rules for you. Now you will give me everything—your body, your soul, everything—and accept th

“I’ve been thinking since last night.” He leaned back against the dresser, with his arms crossed. “Ever since I found out who you really are, everything started making more sense. Why I was drawn to you. Why I trusted you so quickly. You have the blood, Mia. Mafia blood. You can deny it all you want, but it runs deep. You’re not just some outsider.” He paused, as if giving me space to digest it. “I think we can work hand in hand,” he continued, voice calmer now. “You and I. More like a team.”

But I didn’t have time to waste—I needed to be inside her. I laid on top of her, her hands trailing down my back. She looked at my tattoos. She was wet enough for me to enter her, and when I did, she gasped. With every thrust, I leaned further into her. Her body trembled under every touch. I desired her. Or worse—I loved her. That’s why I had left her in the past. Because love is a weakness in the mafia. And the moment I realized that, I knew—I’d do anything for her.

Not relief — something more complicated than relief. "That's the part that makes it hard," I said. "If he were simply terrible it would be easier. If this were simply captivity — if there were no library, no midnight conversations, no—" I stopped. "It would be easier to hate it cleanly." "Yes," Mara said. "It would." "Instead it's—" I searched for the word. "Human," she said. I looked at her. "It's human," she repeated. "Complicated and contradictory and impossible to file into a clean category. That's not a weakness in you, Lena. That's just what it is."

) I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block out the headache pulsing behind them. "I called you like hundred times. You didn't even bother to receive them and talk to me." Mia, my so-called girlfriend, whines as she flings herself onto me like some desperate, clingy parasite. Mia Oliver—daughter of the New York mafia boss, James Oliver—is nothing more than a necessary evil, a grating nuisance tied to a business deal I’m forced to stomach and my soon to be fiancèe. Just the sight of her makes me want to rip my hair out, but I have to tolerate her, biting, chewing, swallowing and digesting my own flesh until the deal ends.

I honestly wasn't sure whether I should burst out laughing or start sobbing on the spot. She continued casually, “I know what you must be thinking. Miguel shoots Chadwick. Chadwick nearly bleeds out on an operating table. There is an armored shootout at the gates. Everyone is threatening each other with automatic weapons.” She gave an elegant, careless shrug. “This is not hatred. This is simply how we communicate.” My mouth hung open. What kind of psychotic family dynamic is this?! “It's love,” she added smoothly. I stared at her in absolute, speechless disbelief. Love?! What planet do these mafia sociopaths live on?!

V) The way my love is dressed today make my heart fluttered . Though the marks which I had given her is perfectly covered by makeup but I couldn't help but stare in sheer pleasure when she took her sweet time walking ever so slowly scared like a doe with her slender neck and that soft petal skin calling me . It took every strength in me to control myself. It might sound absurd but that's the truth . We mafia men are considered heartless by the normal people because of our deeds but it's true that only our loved ones can make us smile and feel like a human being from time to time . I can see the way she looked towards me and got scared so much that she clutched fabio hand but that what make m

It is what you call to infinity and beyond! ~~♡♡~~ Hey Guys, please VOTE and follow me LET ME KNOW YOUR VIEWS IN THE COMMENTS SECTION. PLEASE VOTE AND SUPPORT ME. So, this is ending of Mafia's Love Bond. It was a great journey. Although His Possessive Love is my first ever book, Mafia's Love Bond will always be closer to my heart. This book has it's own ups and down. Especially after B*****t closed down. I've cried many times writing several chapters. Especially when Saanvi was kidnapped by Kaizer!

ok says Ibrahim, both sleep and after some days Ibrahim gets well perfectly, right now Ibrahim was making love to mehak, just then Ibrahim phone ranged up, he doesn't want to receive it but seen caller name he says Jaan this is important he received it and says hello, hello me Ibrahim I am your Dr I got your money to thank you, Ibrahim sir if you want some more help just call me, Ibrahim says ok and cuts the call, on the other hand, Dr wife says Ibrahim khan gave you this much money why? dr says because he loves his wife very much he can do anything for her you see mafia possessive love, Ibrahim made love to mehak and says this mafia man can do anything for his mehak, only you can make me on

,he said "you will die before lying your hand on my girl.... ",I said to him angrily... "so let wait and watch... Tick tock..... " "you.... ", suddenly call cut... He will not do anything now.... Now I'm a mafia leader.... Anaya is mine..... I will protect her..... I know she doesn't know about my mafia work..... Today I will be lenient with her. It will not damage if I love her...... Today... No fu** ......we will sleep together but with love.. I knew everything about her past.... Her past is so rough.....